Mo Yifu came to the casserole and looked at the remaining residues in the pot, the white bones were small, and they were obviously the remains of young children. Arms waved, the casserole swelled violently, like a projector, and some blurry images gradually appeared on the ceiling.

Wang Ming and a few obese men went in and out of the bright lights to promote products, and their smiles gradually grew, and their money gradually increased.

As soon as the picture turned, it seemed that his wife was pregnant, Wang Ming was very happy, and he was more diligent in and out of the entertainment club. When the child was about to be born, a boss suddenly found him and told him a secret that he could make a fortune.

Wang Ming refused at first and didn't believe it. can't stand the persuasion of the boss, and can't stand the superb business of the entertainment club.

So, on the seventh day of the child's birth, he boiled the child into tonkotsu broth. Every day, a little bone marrow was taken, ground into powder, made into Hercules, and sold through the boss.

On the day of the soup, the four heroes of Baocheng also came here and got on the bodies of several people. They made some hands and feet in the soup to make the "soul-calming soup" they needed, and boiled it slowly. That's why Hercules has a medicinal effect, so after the family drank it, they were very happy. Only Wang Ming, who was subjected to a male ghost, occasionally came to his senses, was in great pain, and said something that he didn't know.

Then a group of ghosts played the house, especially when they heard the news of the ancient city Jie Shao talking about the judge's pen, they were even more excited. It's just that I didn't expect it to be devastated.

Seeing this, Mo Yifu finally understood that Momiji still lied!

"Should I tell him this~ It's just that everything has been done for him, what else can he do?When that day comes, when we meet again, will this kid want to beat me? Yo ho~ Let him make his own decisions!"

After talking to himself for a long time, he suddenly looked out the window with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yo, someone is coming, as if I'm in a hurry. ”

Mo Yian's body went limp, and he leaned against the dining table.

A gust of wind rushed from the window, and a red figure pounced on Mo Yifu, who was lying on the ground.

Lu Xiaoju's eyes were red, like a rabbit, shaking the man in front of him vigorously.

She had just gotten into a girl's body, was playing a game, and she was about to reap the endgame, when she suddenly twisted her heart violently, and it looked like someone was poking with an awl.

She didn't care about any games, and when she left her body, she didn't control the fluctuation of her soul power, and turned off the power plug, hoping that the little girl would not be scolded so badly.

These are no longer important to her, if the soul power fluctuations she senses are true, even if they turn the entire real world upside down, it doesn't matter.

So when she rushed here, she saw Mo Yifu lying on the ground, still just an ordinary guy, even with the baptism of the judge's pen, there was something abnormal in his body. But compared to that person, it's nothing.

No, the breath is gone.

Lu Xiaojuan carefully sensed the changes in the soul power of the room, there were three dead ghosts, and the aura of the slut downstairs also had some remains.

But there is no breath of that person!

This thing is strange, is it because I think about it day and night, and play games and play in a trance?

Looking at the waste wood in front of him, Lu Xiaoju slapped it hard, and even Hongye, who was busy brainwashing people downstairs, felt a pain in his face.

She had seen a red figure fly to the twelfth floor, and the figure had also glanced at her, with a fierce aura that made her fearful.

"The master is really extraordinary, the ability to mess with flowers and grass is simply innate!I still do my job~"

This slap, with a lot of soul power, Lu Xiaoju was really angry.

She wanted to see if the body really harbored other souls.

The endless darkness, the cold of the cone, Mo Yifu lay quietly, and he could still see what was happening outside before, and he knew what his body was doing. As a result, the man was so fierce and completely unreasonable that he was imprisoned here.

Luckily, he didn't have claustrophobia or anything, otherwise he would have scared himself to death.

Just as he was thinking about the good life with Lin Tong in the future, a lightning bolt lit up in the darkness, red lightning, ubiquitous red lightning~

The body is calling him, it needs him, does it mean that the damned soul has dissipated?

Mo Yifu slowly opened his eyes, and his eyelids blinked vigorously a few times.

"Boy, are you awake? Did someone get on you just now? Tell me, where did he go?"

Lu Xiaoju floated down, riding on him, shaking his head, like a child riding a rocking horse in a playground.

He had just woken up, his head was still a mess, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart after being shaken like this a few times. Coupled with the fact that he had been blinded before, he really wanted to pass out again.

But he couldn't close his eyes, and there was a force that was holding his eyelids.

It should be Lu Xiaoju, the master who will not give up until he reaches his goal~ I can't help her, I still like her arrogance and unreasonableness!

"Miss Lu, I don't know if someone got on me just now, but now, I know that someone must have been on me, and that's you!"

"Don't be poor~ Don't make it clear, I want you to look good~ My friend must have done nothing!"

Lu Xiaojuan's expression was serious, and he wasn't joking at first glance.

Mo grinned, barely squeezing out a smile.

"Miss Lu, I really don't know! I'm so simple and kind, can I still lie to you?"

"Hmph~ The ghost believes you! It's up to you to get these four ghosts? And this soup, hey, soul suppression soup?"

Lu Xiaoju smelled a fragrance, left Mo Yifu, floated to the top of the casserole, saw the soup inside, and drooled.

"This is a soul tonic soup that can only be boiled in seventy-seven days, can these four guys also boil it out? and was robbed by you, you are so powerful, why did I never find out?"

Mo Yifu slowly stood up on the table, and after seeing the soup, his previous memories suddenly sounded. But only to what he could understand.

"This soup is made from my nephew's flesh, and his father made it himself! This kind of father is more than innocent~"

With trembling hands, he tried to reach into the soup, fish out the bones, bury them, and lay them in the ground.

Lu Xiaojuan stopped him.

"What do you want to do with this soup? Can you give it to me?"

"If you dare to drink, I will give the judge's pen to Feng Yuan or Huang Sheng, or throw it directly into the pit, do you believe it or not?"

Mo Yi looked at her coldly, and the judge's pen slipped into his hand.

The two confronted each other for a moment.

"Although the soup is a good soup, it is too yin and evil, and it is easy to be addicted! There are many ways to strengthen the soul, and this immortal still disdains to use this method!"

Lu Xiaoju floated away, but his eyes kept staring here.

"Haven't you really been by anyone else? It's a handsome and extraordinary man like a god, haven't you really seen it?"

Mo Yifu ignored her, but found a porcelain bottle, fished out all the bones, sealed them and put them away, and put them on the table.

As for the pot of soup, he picked it up and walked to the toilet.

He was going to pour out all the soup and rush it down the drain to raise a bunch of rats and turtles, and he couldn't let it see the light of day again.

"Eh, you're not going to rush into the bathroom, are you, you're going to summon ghosts!"

"What then?"

"I suggest that it is better to sprinkle it on the sea~ The sea is full of water, which can dilute the ingredients of the soup!"

Mo Yifu looked at the toilet in the toilet and hesitated. What she said makes sense, but the sea is a bit far away~Hundreds of kilometers~

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from the toilet, in vain.

Whoosh,

Snatched the casserole away!

Whoa......

The sound of the water was non-stop, like it was washing away his pig brain.

The casserole spins and jumps along the toilet bowl without stopping, have you turned enough? No......!

And then slowly disappeared into it......

"The casserole can also be washed away, labor and management believe in your evil~"

Mo looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and then became angry and angry, and was about to jump into the toilet!

"Turtle son, you can really wash it away! return my soul soup~"